The scowl of nightmares
Paint a mural of havoc
Across desolate ceilings
That mirror inner panic

They expand from above
Scaling down in streams of black
Growing in fortitude
As they drown
The flicker of windowpanes

From running streaks
They conspire to coil
To ensnare my rest
To strangle my passionate resolve

The pulse of reveries
Are drained of heartfelt vigor
Once undeterred and vibrant
Now sullen, pitiful, and silent